Manonton Dalan Poems

unseen hand writes with fire
up in darkness of swollen sky
rolling empty drums of summer
crashing ice from molten glacier
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i was walking on grass
i felt ground mash under
it tickled my toes, i fear
i would slide or be buried
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deafening silence loom
filled my emptying room
tiny leaks of outside air
visiting my presence in stir
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breath of god blowing
in mist as sun rising
slow up through golden
branches drooping by me
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greetings from feathered friend a melody
is always welcome break of dawn through day
and when she's missing for cold winter long
i do miss her but i am not alone i have song
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oh! yes i'm racing with time
i think i'm falling behind
so many whispers coming to mind
i just let go take their line
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quietly gazing at small fish
with those submerge long legs
beak with the length of a foot
blends with color of her cloth
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smiling clouds watching over me
sweet breeze coming from berry tree
resting geese with young's in tow
looking at me same person year ago
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dirt grace my knees taking good view
horses galloping, waving flags at rodeo
screams from crowd, joyous day to pass
petting animals, munching dried grass
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was reading our past today
i find it really amusing to be
part of yours; long journey
little i have, not so worthy
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